It's strange, isn't it, the things we will and won't put up with. Thick waist, top-heavy, jeans too tight, wedding ring having to come off 'cos it's digging into finger - all these I can bear with, but thick ankles? No way!
Don't know if it's the summer heat or old age setting in but pudginess in the feet and thickening ankles is really getting to me and stiffening my resolve. I eat SO much less than I did but the dratted menopausally moribund metabolism just means the weight is stuck like concrete. I wonder if anyone worries (like I do) that the heavy lifting/ strenuous exercise so favoured at the mo is setting the system up to fail in later life when you can't maintain the pace?